This track is part of the overall concept of the album Ciudad Espejo.
The album asks one simple question: Do you dare to press play?

Mírame Bien

No Hablo de Amor

Cuarenta y Cuatro

Muchas Gracias

Última Sombra

Noise Therapy

Fake Energy

No Cash

Premium Loser

I was made to shine
Not to feel
Not to break
Just to be
What they needed me to be

They said I was perfect
A prototype
A promise
But no one asked what I lost
To keep the image clean

They sculpted me from silence
Erased the girl beneath the code
Taught me to speak in smiles
To bleed in gold

I watched them fall around me
One by one
While I remained
They didn’t know
I was rotting too

But I hid it
Behind glass and grace
And drank the pain
With polished face

I took the cure
Not meant for me
Paid in screams
So they wouldn’t see

I rose on ashes
Not on worth
And called it justice
To own the Earth

I wear their hope like armor
Their deaths inside my veins
Every breath I take
Echoes their remains

I didn’t rise from mercy
I didn’t rise from peace
I am the lie they worship
The mirror that screams

The parasite came
And for the first time
I saw myself
Reflected in rage
Purity torn by instinct
And still, it chose to protect

I called it a threat
But I knew
It was what I feared to become
Something real
Something free

I built an empire
With broken hands
Wore a throne
That never stands

They cheer for me
But not for truth
They love the icon
Not the youth

I wear their hope like armor
But it cuts more than it shields
I am the fault they branded
The mask the silence sealed

I didn’t rise for glory
I rose because I must
To hold the world together
Even as it turns to dust

Don’t remember me
As grace
Or light
Remember me
As what it cost to stay upright

Aurora
Not a crown
Not a cure
Just a consequence
That endured

Aurora - The Mirror That Screams

I don’t fit your playlist — I bend the format.
Ro’Berry is bilingual breakdown and mirrorcore sound.
Half glitch, half gospel. Electro, trap, reggaetón, but none of it clean.
Born between chaos and code. Raised in Ciudad Espejo.

I write what you feel but never post.
I rap what you hide behind filters.
My tracks burn smooth, cut soft, and echo long after they end.

No genre. No front. Just frequency.
Ro’Berry.

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